There are little girls, and then they are the little girls, who would love to be a lot of things in life when they grew up. A wife (Homemaker), doctor or even a lawyer, but some little girls seem not to have a life, a time to be with others like themselves. I know what you're thinking, how can a little girl have her own life; active, having friends, being free indeed.
The girls that were born during the mid-sixties, some of them had it real hard. Not to mention a lot of them had to stay in the house to do chores and help their mother's in the kitchen. Their school work wasn't a big issue, it was about keeping house clean and doing a woman work and learning to be a woman.
However it was a girl name Alice, she had it really hard, so she would never come outside only to sit on the step in the front of the house. Her mother always told her don't leave the steps. One day something was going on down the street. Now Alice was very curious, she heard a lot of commotions. So she walked down the street to see what was going on, she heard her mother call out her name, which was very embarrassing. Her mother walked down the street very fast and took her hand and slap Alice across the face, which left a red hand print on her cheeks. You see that was acceptable back in the days, other did not see anything and mind their business.
As Alice has gotten older, she has developed her own views and her mother really could not say anything. Alice had so many things on her mind that needed to be release, things she wanted to do, and it was never done. She had all of these things in her mind, she had no idea how to go about and do them. However the experience wanted to come out of her and that was no joke.
Alice would always wonder and ponder why she didn't have any friends, even her family members wouldn't pay her any mind, and she was always by herself. Her memories never existed because there were none that was ever developed. Like I said her life was all about chores and being a woman in the house, and not enjoying being child or young adult.
As she became a woman she left the nest and was living on her own, that's when the wild woman entered into her mind and thoughts. She was loose as a goose, all different type of men she had every single day. Her neighbors thought she was a Lady of the Night, but she wasn't she just had a lot on her mind.
She had met a guy who was really nice to her, took her out to dinners and plays treated her like a woman supposed to be. Once they got to know each other and he moved in with Alice. Then he introduce her to the, "White Ghost", Alice started to use it all the time; she would even steal some of his stash. So the brother realizes she was using so much, he wanted her to work for him. So you know what came next, referring to the previous comment by her neighbor, "The Lady of the Night." Sometimes others can see what really is in you, seriously! And you can't see what's in yourself.
Alice would be on the streets every day trying to get her fix that she needed. You see that was her medicine, it was the addiction she had to clear her mind from all of the stuff in the past that she had to forget. However the one thing that she would always remember was her mother, it was not a positive remembrance, but a negative one as well.
She was out on the street one day playing her tricks. Came across a man who wanted her to do what she does well. So they went to the local motel and the guy told her to take off her clothes, and his request was made. And he took his clothes off as well, wrap his shirt around his arms real tight and slowing placed it around her neck. The next thing you know the guy was leaving the motel room, Alice was lying on bed with her eyes wide open and it looked like she was still wondering in despair.